All things go, all things go
Weekend in Chicago? Yes, please.
Of course there were the requisite travel hiccups (nothing counts as a disaster after Denver), canceled flight, feeling of helplessness when faced with the public transportation of a new city. But that was nothing compared to time with the Beave doing what we do best (eat, Diet Coke, gossip, repeat).
Back to New York. And it's snowy. Or trying to be snowy, at least.
2007 is so my year.
Girl- in Chicago and you don't give me a holla? Although, I know you don't get a lot of time with your best girl so it's understandable. Glad you had a good time, the s.s. Illinois album is a gem.
Later you
Justine
?!?! pancakes?
do tell.
I agree that all signs point to a banner year for you in 2007. But you know, odd-numbered years haven't been as good to me as the even-numbered ones (kind of like the "Star Trek" movies).
2005: No explanation needed.
1999: Sophomore year in high school is not anybody's best moment, and I am no exception.
1993: I have no memory of this year, so it couldn't have been good.
1987: The highlight and lowlight of this year was my "Miami Vice" suit I wore on Easter.
Obviously the jury is still out on 2007.